Matt and I are really tearing it up with this story. Too bad I can't seem to get my act together for any other stories I'm working on. Oh well, sue me. Actually, please don't.
Just be warned, there are an exceptionally large number of inside jokes in this chapter, so anything that doesn't make sense is probably just that. Oh, and I promise that there'll be some DBZ-type action pretty soon.
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Chapter 15: Her Rock
Liz lied on her back on a nice big flat rock. She was rather fond of this rock It was nice and warm and she felt like a lizard on it. Lizzy the Lizard, sunning herself on her oven rock, rather uninclined to move…I hope nobody decides to attack right now, because I don't want to leave my nice rock…
She had been a bit dazed for the last month. Or more like confused. Or as Meara would say, confuddled. Liz thought to herself. Hehe…if Meara were here, they would both be lying on the rock. Either that or frolicking through the forest surrounding the rock. Either way, that would make Liz happy because she was near the rock, and she really really liked this rock.
As you might be able to tell, Liz was a bit out of it. She'd been like this since Matt left. Most of the gang were a bit worried about her, seeing as she was still part of the team that was supposed to save the world eventually. Granted, her training partner had headed off to realms unknown just when it was discovered what powers the two had. That had been an interesting meeting, the one that had taken place immediately following Liz's not so astounding wake up call.
~*~*~*~*Flashback*~*~*~*~*
They were all sitting around the kitchen table at Capsule Corp, complete with replaced kitchen appliances. If nothing else could be said about this dimension, it's that kitchen appliances got replaced quickly. Vegeta was under strict orders not to blow anything up, while Liz promised to do her best not to provoke him, or anyone. Liz felt that was a bit unfair, seeing as the only thing she apparently could do was provoke people.
"What does this mean for the fate of the world, Shin? I thought you said that these two had to train to become strong to beat Donnovan." Bulma asked. They had been sitting around the table for about two hours, reiterating themselves and running in circles. They were no closer to knowing anything than they were earlier.
"Yes, they do. They are the only hope for the Universe. I can't believe Matt would just take off like this." Shin said.
"Yeah, when I saw him last night, he just said he was going off to do some thinking." Goku said, scratching his head. Slowly, every head in the room turned to look at Goku.
"You saw him last night Kakarott, and you haven't bothered to mention it before now?" Vegita growled very slowly.
"He didn't tell me anything Vegeta. He was just getting some food and then he said he was going to go think. I just told him not the think too much." Goku answered, smiling pleasantly.
"Honestly…Kakabaka telling someone not to think too hard…and he calls himself a Saiyan…" Vegita muttered under his breath.
"Goku, what did Matt take with him?" Bulma asked sweetly. Any other man who had been friends with a woman for almost thirty years would've known that that tone of voice was the patented female you-better-say-the-damned-right-thing-or-you-are-going-to-wish-you-were-never-born-voice. Hell, any person of the male persuasion should just inherently know about that tone of voice. Most of the men at that table did, especially in reference to Bulma. Trunks and Goten slowly inched away, fear etched on their faces and eyes wide at Bulma. Vegeta's face just became completely rigid, waiting for the explosion. Gohan froze mid face-scratch, recognizing the tone that he often heard from his mother, Videl, and Chichi. And of recently, Liz.
But, as everyone knows, Goku is not like normal men.
"Gosh Bulma, he had some leftovers you had preserved, and some other canned goods. Maybe a few bottles of water. He just put them all in a backpack and walked outside." Unfortunately for Goku, that was not even remotely close to what Bulma wanted to hear. Bulma however, seemed to be at her rope's end. Liz though, was not.
"He walked out of this house late last night, with survival supplies, and it didn't occur to you that he might not becoming back? For the love of Jeebus, I quit!" Liz exclaimed.
"Quit what?" Goku asked innocently.
"Exactly." Liz said.
"Anyway," Shin said, ignoring Liz's most recently random sayings "we now know that Matt has gone of his own free will. We can only assume he will come back." Everyone around the table had nodded, and with that the meeting was adjourned.
*~*~*~*End Flashback*~*~*~*
That was the day Liz found the rock. She liked to lie on the rock and think. She did this a lot. Oh sure, she still trained, and trained damn hard. But she, and the rest of the group, figured that it was fairly pointless. She was strong physically, but with any sort of energy to back it up, strength only went so far.
It never occurred to her what Matt realized after only a few short hours in the wilderness. She was from a different dimension, and therefore it made sense that she wouldn't have special powers. But did she think of this? No. It just never flashed through her brain. And no one told her that she wouldn't have special powers, because in her own little brain, it made sense that, even though she normally didn't, now that she had crossed dimensions she would, because obviously some fairly strong magic had brought her and Matt over, so doesn't that mean she could've been magicked some super cool powers?
However, no one had ever accused Liz of being overly-logical, or a very deep thinker. She wasn't stupid, not by a long shot, but she wasn't a very deep thinker for the most part. She was a feeler, a toucher, a do-as-you-please type. She was ruled more by her emotions that any sort of thought process, and more than once this had gotten her into trouble. When Liz decided she wanted something, she was gonna do anything in her power to get it, whether it was a rational want or not. If Liz decided she liked something, she was going to keep liking it until she stopped. Rarely did she completely think through the consequences of her actions, but somehow nothing really bad ever happened from the decisions Liz made. Due to these qualities, she had always been labeled kinda ditzy, but with a randomness that made her rather refreshing. And if she was in a serious, deep thinking type mood, she could often come up with highly profound statements that left the listener pondering.
Liz was thinking right now, on her nice warm rock. She knew why Matt had left, and she felt really bad about it too. She's known for a long time how Matt felt about her, but the feelings had never been reciprocated on her behalf. Oh yes, he was her best friend, she knew she could tell him anything, and she loved him like a brother, but she never thought of him past that. They had too much in common, they thought too much alike, they were just too similar. That was her main problem. She liked guys that she could tuffle with, because they didn't agree with what she said. That would put up an argument with her, or just tell her no. Despite what most people thought, Liz did not like being dominant in relationships. Not that she would allowed herself to be walked upon or abused or anything, she just believed in healthy compromise. Matt though had always let himself go along with whatever she wanted, and consequently he had automatically become 'friend', not 'lover'.
Well, he certainly didn't do what you wanted this time, did he Princess? Your faithful manservant has run off now, and you don't know what to do with yourself anymore, do you? Her inner voice snapped at her.
Liz groaned. Why did she have to get a mean inner voice? Why couldn't she get one that just told her to admire the pretty clouds all day? But no, hers had to be mean and point out all her flaws, and sound annoyingly like her older sister…
But, it was right, so what was the point of arguing with it? Matt had done something she wasn't expecting and had certainly not wanted him to do, and quite honestly, without him around, she did feel a bit lost. Sure, she was surrounded by great people, but, they didn't know about 'opening a can opener' or 'glomping' or 'Oh my God, you killed Kaji!" Matt however, did, and he wasn't here for her to laugh at their jokes with. He was off doing who knows what, who knows where, and that didn't make Liz a happy camper. She wanted her Matt back.. Dammit, they had save Life, the Universe, and Everything, despite the fact that she avoided stressful situations like the plague.
Liz was still sitting on her rock when a hand landed on her shoulder. Starting slightly, she looked up into the face of Goku, with little Goten floating behind him like a birdie. "Hey Liz, you ready for training today? We're going to work more on building your ki. I still think that you have the potential, we just have to find it!" Goku said, flashing his famous Son grin.
Liz nodded halfheartedly. She knew, deep down, that she had no hidden wellspring of ki, and that to keep training without Matt would be pointless. But still, maybe she could at least make her ki stronger. That way, she could put up any sort of fight. Maybe she could just beat down Donnovan with a big stick, provided he would stand still and let her do so…Suddenly, Liz had an idea. She would have to talk to Bulma about it, because she was the only person in this dimension who could possibly help her.
"Uh, Goku, do you think we could skip the training today? I need to talk to Bulma." Liz asked. Goku looked down at her confused.
"What do you have to talk to Bulma about? She can't help you get any stronger." Goku replied. How could someone want to skip out on training.
"Girl stuff Goku. I need to talk to Bulma about girl stuff." Liz pulled the oldest, yet still most useful, excuse out of her ass. Goku backed off.
"Ok, go then. I'll see you later." With that, Goku took off, flying like a man chased by planey planey.
Hah. That was easier than she thought. Sitting on her rock for a moment longer, she watched the sunset burn in the sky. Matt, I've come up with an idea, but I sure wish you were here to help me. I hope you come home soon. With that, Liz opened up the capsule car Bulma was letting her borrow, and took off towards Capsule Corp.
Unbeknownst to Liz, someone else was watching from the edge of the forest. Green skin blended in with trees, and sensitive ears and mind waves heard both spoken and unspoken. For some reason, Piccolo had taken a liking to the new warriors, especially the girl. She reminded him of Gohan when he had been younger, extremely powerful but unaware of how to use it. The boy was more aware, and Piccolo was fairly sure that he would have figured it out by now. However, Piccolo also realized the girl would not progress far enough as long as the boy was gone. He knew what had to be done. Without making a sound, Piccolo rose to the air and headed away from anywhere, towards a power that had gradually been growing for a month now.
So that's that. Please review. I'm awfully tired right now, and its only 10:35. That's sad.
Oh, and Goten cookies to whoever guesses why Liz really needs to talk to Bulma. It's not what you think.